Finally, he sat down reluctantly.

glanced at Song Shihuan, and then emphasized righteously: "This is called a sense of ceremony, knowing that you are one year older, saying goodbye to your past self, and welcoming your next self in everyone's laughter and blessings, how good?" ”

"Life needs such a sense of ritual, we are all young, and we have to rejoice in our birth......"

Just before he finished speaking, Song Shihuan had already opened a bottle of beer, poured him a glass, and then answered lukewarmly: "It's not even twelve o'clock, it seems that you are destined to meet your next self in my eyes and indifference today." ”

Nan Qinghe: "......"

Shi Mingyuan touched his glass with a wicked smile on his face, and gloated: "I said I wouldn't let you come with me, I have to look for excitement!" ”

"I ......"

"It's too late to leave." Song Shihuan silently answered.

"I'll be gone for a while, who's going to send you back?" Nan Qinghe: I think I'm still somewhat useful.

But Song Shihuan and Shi Mingyuan said in unison: "Take a taxi." ”

Nanqing: "...... then I'm really cheap!"

But after all, no one really wanted Nan Qinghe to go, and Nan Qinghe, although he was a little resistant to the surrounding environment at first, slowly adapted to it later.

Except for a little dirty, a little messy, and a little worse dining environment, everything else is good.

There are mainly Song Shihuan.

is still the optimistic and cheerful Song Shihuan, who is full of expectations for everything, like a little sun.

At two o'clock in the morning, three people, finished eating and talking.

Nan Qinghe didn't drink because he came by car, so he passed by Sinan Mansion and put Song Shihuan down, and specially called the hotel staff to send her back to rest assured.

When he returned to the car, he reacted in hindsight, frowned, and glanced at Shi Mingyuan, who was leaning on the co-pilot's pretending to sleep, with an unhappy face, and his tone was a little bored: "This is not that...... Is the grandson of the Mu family's estate! How did she live here! ”

And when he mentioned this, Shi Mingyuan's head couldn't be suppressed.

The eyebrows were tightly twisted, the ups and downs between the eyebrows were almost knotted, and the tone was sorrowful, and the eyes were full of impatience: "Don't mention him to me!" ”

"Then you still let her live here!"

Shi Mingyuan: "......" frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Where can I control her!" ”

Nan Qinghe thought about it and felt that it was too.

The person who has been in charge alone since he was a teenager is not the arrogant and wanton little princess in everyone's mouth.

Who can be her Lord but herself?

Absent-minded, start the car and leave.

After getting on the main road, his eyes swept a few glances at Shi Mingyuan, who was obviously still upset.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled and said with relief: "Oh, okay, after so many years, when did Song Shihuan let you worry about it?" Anyway, Du Wenqi is dead, dust to dust, dust to dust, she can do whatever she likes. ”

"No matter how capable Du Wenqi is, she won't be able to crawl out of the ground and get along with her, right?"

"Besides, now that Song Shihuan has been set aside, even if she can really climb out, isn't there still Song Fei in front of her?"

Shi Mingyuan: "I'm not annoyed by this now. ”

"What's that?"

Shi Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned lazily on the chair, and looked sideways at him for a while.

His eyes were cold and dark, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "I warned you a long time ago, you shouldn't have gone with us at all, let alone told her anything unrealistic nonsense about the joy of her birth!" ”